Obsessions ⇢ Tony Stark

26 | Drama Queen

As it turned out, Brett, the weird manager from the art store did call Eleanora the following day to offer her the job. Sure enough she put on the act of distraught family member and told the man that 'Eleanora' had been in a terrible accident and died the previous day. Needless to say, the conversation was an awkward mess and Brett was clearly horrified. She felt kind of bad.

That was, until the next evening when there was a knock at the door. Katie, being the closest, was the one to open the door and Eleanora stilled when she caught sight of the man holding a small bunch of flowers.

"Can I help you?" Katie deadpanned.

"Um, hi, I just- I heard about Eleanora and I just wanted to come and offer my condolences-" Brett cut himself off abruptly when his eyes landed on her. Katie looked between them with a confused expression.

"H-hi," Eleanora awkwardly coughed, making her way over. "I'm- I'm Antoinette. Eleanora's twin sister."

"Oh, wow. I-I'm so sorry for your loss."

"How did you know her?" Katie asked, looking pointedly at her.

"Oh, um, she came into my store a couple days ago to apply for a job. I didn't- I didn't know her that well. Seemed great, though."

"Okay. Thanks," the redhead scrunched her face up and shut the door, before turning to Eleanora. "What the fuck?"

"Yeah, I know. When I said I was interested in applying for a job, he started going on about how great I'd be and how excited he was to have me on the team and I was kinda like 'what' because I'd just walked in, you know? I got super weird vibes from him and I got that gut feeling so I wasn't going to actually hand my resume in but then he grabbed it out of my hand. So then he called yesterday to offer me the job and I told him that I was dead. I sure as fuck didn't expect him to get our address off my resume and fucking come here when he literally didn't even know who, if anyone, was going to answer."

"Yikes... Also, Antoinette?"

"It's the first thing that came to my mind," Eleanora shrugged.

Katie raised her eyebrows slightly as she grabbed her handbag. "Okay... I'm going to work now, I'll see you tomorrow."

"See ya, have a good shift."

"Well, since we finally put a sign up asking people to stop trying to kiss the bartenders' hands, it'll probably be alright."

"You should spit in their drinks. Or just poison them."

"I get real close, sometimes, Nora," Katie laughed. "Real close. Catch you later."

After the girl was gone, Eleanora decided to call Tony to tell him what had happened because she figured he'd find it equally as funny and ridiculous.

"He actually came to your apartment?" Tony responded incredulously when she recounted the events. "That's so weird. I get that hearing a girl you met the other day died is upsetting but why would you go to her apartment when you have no idea if anyone else even lives there and when you only had one conversation with her?"

"Because people like him have no boundaries. This is why I trust my gut instinct, Jesus. As soon as he grabbed my resume I was like 'well, shit, now he has all my contact information' which really shouldn't be a concern in a potential employer."

She smiled fondly as Tony's laugh echoed through the receiver. "Definitely not. What have you got planned for tonight?"

"Umm, well I was just going to work on the current jigsaw puzzle."